"..."
Pernida stared at the man before her, who exuded an overwhelming, ocean-like pressure and wore a mocking smile. Beads of sweat dripped from her forehead.
For a moment, the air, the earth, and everything in the Soul Society made of Reishi seemed to freeze!
Sōgo Shihoin is such a man, whose name is Sōgo Shihoin, and whose writing is invincible.
"When did this person arrive?!"
Around Sōgo Shihoin, countless Zanpakuto spirits instantly became alert. They stared at Sōgo Shihoin with disbelief, their presence suddenly becoming overwhelming. Before Sōgo Shihoin revealed himself, they hadn't even noticed that such a terrifying, godlike being had infiltrated this huge cave.
" Sōgo Shihoin?!"
Demon Sword Muramasa past Pernida and stood in front of Sōgo Shihoin, loudly chanting Sōgo Shihoin's name.
"Exactly."
Sōgo Shihoin smiled slightly at the Demon Sword Muramasa. He was looking forward to seeing how this demon sword would perform. Just how much pleasure could this guy, who had single-handedly stirred up trouble in the entire Soul Society, bring him?
"Hmph~"
Muramasa, the demon swordsman, felt a slight displeasure at Sougo Shihouin's arrogant demeanor. He disliked people's composure in front of him and wanted to see if Sougo could remain as calm when facing his Zanpakuto directly.
"Um?"
The moment Sōgo Shihoin activated her power in the Demon Sword Muramasa, Shihouin Sougo sensed a faint hypnotic force. Faced with this intriguing power, Sōgo Shihoin simply straightened her chest. Since the other party wanted to play, she would play along.
Two more?
After Sōgo Shihoin opened his heart, the Demon Sword Muramasa successfully infiltrated the village. Immediately afterward, he was shocked by the two enormous orbs of light in front of him.
"So big?!"
"Bigger than the strongest Soul Reaper of the millennium Shigekuni Yamamoto-Genryūsai?"
Demon Sword Muramasa was shocked. If the Zanpakuto world of an ordinary Soul Reaper is a drop of water, and the Zanpakuto world of a squad leader is a stream, then Shigekuni Yamamoto-Genryūsai's Zanpakuto world is a lake, and Sōgo Shihoin's is a vast ocean covering the entire earth.
It's not even in the same league as the other Soul Reaper... the difference is so great that it's beyond words.
"Choose the smaller one first."
After a moment of trepidation, Demon Sword Muramasa chose a relatively small orb of light.
"Null!"
The moment Muramasa made his choice, his consciousness was pulled into another world...
"This... is outrageous."
Looking at the vast, boundless world before him, Muramasa was at a loss for words.
It should be understood that the inner world of Soul Reaper is merely a reflection of reality; rather than a world, it is more like Ikkaku of it. But the inner world of Sōgo Shihoin that he sees now is like a real world, with sky, earth, air, soil, sunlight, and temperature... and even a mountain peak standing in the vast land, soaring straight into the clouds, making it impossible to see its top.
Where is the sword spirit?
After a brief moment of surprise, Muramasa searching with his eyes. Although he was surprised by Sōgo Shihoin's strength, it was only a surprise; he wasn't afraid... On the contrary, he became somewhat excited. The larger Soul Reaper's inner world was, the stronger Soul Reaper Zanpakuto was.
Sōgo Shihoin will ultimately be defeated by him, and there is only one reason for Sōgo Shihoin's defeat: Sōgo Shihoin is simply too powerful!
"Strange... where is the sword spirit?"
Muramasa he looked at the countless mountains and lands before him, because Sōgo Shihoin's inner world was so vast that Muramasa simply could not pinpoint the location of Sōgo Shihoin's Zanpakuto spirit.
If he cannot find Sōgo Shihoin's sword spirit, then naturally he cannot communicate with Sōgo Shihoin's sword spirit. If he cannot even communicate, then naturally he cannot hypnotize it.
"Damn it... I never expected something like this to happen!"
Muramasa was speechless. He hadn't expected to be stumped by something like this. He had invaded someone's inner world, yet he couldn't find his Zanpakuto because that inner world was so vast...
"Looks like I'll have to go to another world."
Muramasa, left with no other choice, prepared to depart for another world.
"Call..."
Just as Muramasa about to set off, the towering mountain in front of him, whose top was impossible to discern, moved!
"Um?!"
Muramasa stared in astonishment at the enormous, moving creature!
Only then did he realize... that the sword spirit had been right in front of him all along. The enormous thing he saw the moment he entered the world was the embodiment of Sōgo Shihoin's Zanpakuto!
That mountain isn't just a mountain! It's alive!
Hey! Big guy!
Muramasa shouted loudly, trying to attract the attention of the Zanpakuto spirit.
"Um?"
As Muramasa shouted, a pair of suns suddenly appeared in the sky! Their dazzling light made the surroundings seem much dimmer...
"Um!?"
Muramasa looked at the sun that had appeared in the sky, his forehead covered in sweat... because he knew that it wasn't the sun!
Those bright eyes, shining like the sun, made everything else in the world seem incredibly dim in comparison!
"Just how big is this thing?"
Facing the indistinct monster, the Muramasa couldn't help but develop megalophobia.
"Fine... no matter how big this thing is, it will be used for my purposes!"
Muramasa smiled confidently as he thought this, and used his ability to suggest things to the monster in front of him, which was even larger than Mount Everest.
"Um..."
After receiving Muramasa's signal, the colossal creature moved, and in an instant, the sky and earth collapsed!
The earth trembled, and the air groaned!
Even the slightest movement of that colossal object could plunge the entire world into crisis.
"Ha ha ha ha..."
Muramasa looked at the scene before him, which resembled an apocalyptic catastrophe, and laughed, a wildly arrogant laugh. The stronger this behemoth was, the stronger he became. The power of this behemoth was his power. He was extremely happy and excited that he was about to control this earth-shattering power.
"Boom!"
The next second, Muramasa, with these surging emotions, was struck down by a chapter...
A gigantic hand, as large as Five Finger Mountain, instantly destroyed countless peaks. Terrifying gusts of wind whipped up surrounding trees, turning what was once lush green hills and clear waters into a flat plain filled with yellow sand...
With a single strike, the giant altered the landscape! Its terrifying power was heartbreaking!
"You said you wanted to kill Sōgo Shihoin?!"
"Roar!!!"
"Stop talking nonsense! I've been planning to kill that bastard Xiao Jiba all along!"
"But... why would I need your help?"
Who the hell do you think I am?
"Get the hell out of my world!!!"
"Roll!!!"
The terrifying sound seemed to come from all directions, shaking the clouds in the sky into countless fragments. The original patches of clouds disappeared without a trace, and for a moment, the sky was cloudless!
"Huff... huff..."
Outside the inner world of the behemoth, Demon Sword Muramasa was panting heavily, the monster's roar still echoing in his ears... That monster was too terrifying... It was something he couldn't possibly handle.
"Is he a complete madman? How can such a crazed Zanpakuto exist in this world?"
"It seems I'll have to give up on this Zanpakuto, but there's still one more..."
"The other one must be just as powerful as this one. Hopefully, it's one I can use for communication."
Demon Sword Muramasa, was panting heavily. He had almost been killed by that monster. If he hadn't run fast enough, he would have perished in its world. Now, he had no choice but to abandon the monster and instead invade Sōgo Shihoin's other Zanpakuto world.
I'm sure I'll succeed this time!
Muramasa roared silently in his heart, using all his strength.
After Muramasa successfully invaded Sōgo Shihoin's other world, what came into view was a ruin filled with countless swords. A figure wearing a golden robe embroidered with lotus patterns sat on a high throne, looking down on all living beings.
Muramasa followed the figure and knew that it was the true form of Sōgo Shihoin's other Zanpakuto.
"Who gave you permission to look me in the eye? Scrap metal!"
However, before Muramasa see the man's face clearly, several silver blades flashed across the sky and earth.
In the blink of an eye, the Muramasa was dismembered into eight pieces...
"What?!"
Muramasa couldn't believe it; he couldn't even see how the other person had struck with the knife...
"Puff..."
Outside, Muramasa spewed out countless streams of blood, his body constantly shifting between reality and illusion.
"Are you alright, Muramasa?!"
When Pernida saw that Muramasa was injured, his expression changed drastically. If Muramasa died now, he would be in big trouble, as he was currently trapped in enemy territory. He still needed Muramasa's help, and Muramasa could not die!
"It's nothing... It's just that Sōgo Shihoin's strength far exceeded my expectations. Forget about communicating with his Zanpakuto, I didn't even get a chance to speak before I was cut into countless pieces."
Muramasa shook his head slightly. He was fine; it was just a minor injury to his core essence.
"Sigh... You can't even beat a Jiba? I'm a little disappointed, you little devil~"
Sōgo Shihoin sighed helplessly. He had originally thought that Muramasa would bring him some unexpected joy, but now it seemed that he had made him happy for nothing.
"What happened?"
The spirits of the countless Zanpakuto around them looked puzzled; they didn't understand what was happening.
In the senses of these Zanpakuto spirits, only a single second had passed.
" Muramasa failed."
Hyōrinmaru, his face as cold as ice, spoke in a chilling tone.
" Muramasa failed?"
"Could there really be a Zanpakuto in this world that has no complaints against its master whatsoever?"
"I'd like to take a good look."
With long red hair and a rugged, wild appearance, Hōzukimaru was eager to have a friendly exchange with Sōgo Shihoin.
" Sōgo Shihoin, I admit you are incredibly powerful, but there are so many of us here. Do you intend to defeat our hundreds of Zanpakuto single-handedly?"
"If you know what's good for you, you'd better just admit defeat!"
Although Demon Sword Muramasa failed to obtain Sōgo Shihoin's sword spirit, he was not discouraged. He still had hundreds of Zanpakuto spirits as his trump cards. He refused to believe that Sōgo Shihoin, no matter how strong, could possibly deal with hundreds of them at the same time!
"Empty! Empty! Empty!!"
As the Demon Sword Muramasa finished speaking, countless strangely shaped sword spirits released powerful Spiritual Pressure, echoing Demon Sword Muramasa's words!
In the dark, shadowless cave, as dark as Yoruichi, Spiritual Pressure rained down like rain, strangely shaped Zanpakuto spirits materialized, and... the Demon Sword Muramasa was surrounded by these spirits at the center. For a moment... it resembled a scene from a storybook's Night Parade of a Hundred Demons!
"What will you do when you face us? And what can you possibly do?"
"So what if you're an ant? With enough ants, even an elephant would have to bow down before us... Admit defeat! Sōgo Shihoin..."
Muramasa's eyes gleamed with a scarlet light, which was particularly dazzling in the darkness. He sneered as he looked at Sōgo Shihoin. In his eyes, Sōgo Shihoin was now prey that had fallen into a trap. He believed that even if Sōgo Shihoin were an elephant, he would be devoured clean by them, these ants.
"Ants? Elephants?"
"You ants dare to challenge me?"
"They're nothing but a bunch of paramecia that can't even withstand their Jiba attacks..."
What can they do to me?
Sōgo Shihoin sneered, "Ants may be able to devour an elephant, but no matter how many paramecia there are, they cannot defeat a god!"
"I already told you, read the Liberation language properly!"
A furious roar was heard, and the next second, the cave collapsed.
"Roar!!!!"
A furious roar echoed throughout the entire Soul Society.
A gigantic monster dwells in the mountains and rivers outside Rukongai.
Before that monster, all the mountains in Soul Society are nothing but bricks and stones; even the highest peak in Soul Society is less than halfway up to it.
What kind of monster is that?
In the Seireitei, countless Soul Reaper stared in terror at the colossal object that had suddenly appeared on the horizon, trembling with fear.
Yes, with the blessing of Sōgo Shihoin, the infinitely evolving Ikomikidomoe has become so large that even though it is located thousands of miles away in the outskirts of Seireitei, the Soul Reaper nobles in Seireitei can see it clearly.
The residents of Rukongai were now kneeling on the ground, worshipping and praying as if they were Ikomikidomoe great deity.
The once arrogant group of sword spirits suffered heavy casualties the moment they Ikomikidomoe. Except for the vice-captains and Captain-level Zanpakuto spirits, the entire group was wiped out!
" Bankai! Kokujō Tengen Myō'ō!"
"Null!"
As if unable to tolerate Ikomikidomoe any longer, a giant instantly appeared at Ikomikidomoe's feet, wielding a large sword and slashing at Ikomikidomoe's feet.
"Roll!"
Facing the towering Kokujō Tengen Myō'ō, Ikomikidomoe, with the size of a building, extended a finger and gently crushed it into dust. The first defeated Captain-level Zanpakuto spirit appeared.
" Bankai! Senbonzakura ·King Yan!"
Huge blades appeared beside Ikomikidomoe's feet. The next second, petals rained down, countless seemingly beautiful cherry blossom petals were actually sharp blades concealing murderous intent, slashing towards Ikomikidomoe's ankles.
"It's itchy..."
Ikomikidomoe moved his ankle slightly and opened his mouth wide, blowing a breath onto the top of his foot.
Suddenly, a storm swept up the petals, blowing away the beautiful cherry blossoms and revealing the armored warrior manipulating them.
"Smack!"
Just like swatting a mosquito, the armored warrior vanished!
A second victim has appeared...
That's it? That's all?
"You, whom even I Jiba, cannot defeat, who gave you the courage to attack Soul Society?"
Sōgo Shihoin was bored; they were too weak... really too weak.
While Sōgo Shihoin sighing, because Ikomikidomoe farted, five tall mountains were accidentally smashed, and Hōzukimaru was killed in the process...
"I'll allow you to run the first 3,000 meters!"
"But even if you run three thousand meters, you still can't dodge Jiba attack!"
Sōgo Shihoin Shihōin sneered. His Jiba was just big, and his Jiba was just long. There was nothing he could do about it; it was just that powerful!
"That's too strong..."
"How powerful is this?"
Muramasa's eye twitched. He was shocked by the scene before him. Sōgo Shihoin was a monster, Sōgo Shihoin's Jiba... were even more of a monster!
That Jiba needs to flip over to inflict massive damage on them... it's terrifying!
"It's our turn."
Seeing the Zanpakuto one by one, Uncle Zangetsu and Engetsu exchanged a glance. Now it was their turn to take action.
"That move that Engetsu used."
Zangetsu stood in front of Engetsu and spoke softly.
"Without the host's help, we can't use that move."
Engetsu gently shook his head. It was a spell that required the Soul Reaper and the Zanpakuto to work together, not just the power of his Zanpakuto.
Let me help you!
Uncle Zangetsu spoke softly, placing his hand on Engetsu's shoulder.
"Um?!'
As Engetsu felt the power bestowed upon him by Zangetsu, his eyes trembled slightly.
"Null!"
The next second, a strange Spiritual Pressure, seemingly transcending heaven and earth, surged into the sky, instantly darkening the heavens and the earth.
" Mugetsu!"
Without Soul Reaper host, Engetsu unleashed the Mugetsu!
Go!
In the shadows of Seireitei, a man who looked remarkably like Uncle Zangetsu sat on the throne, slowly withdrawing his outstretched hand. As he withdrew his hand, his aura seemed to weaken, and weariness was evident between his brows.
" Sōgo Shihoin, what do you think of this move?"
The man with the expression of Uncle Zangetsu had a slight upturn at the corner of his mouth. He was willing to disperse his power in order to completely defeat Sōgo Shihoin.
"That's interesting."
Sitting atop the head of the tattered ...
" The Final Getsuga Tenshō!!"
Amidst the roar, the world darkened, and a crescent moon, like ink spilled onto this gloomy world, added a touch of black to this gray landscape!
Five thousand~
(End of this chapter)